We thought maybe it would attract them to the mission, but it didn't; and after some time had elapsed and not a native came to church with the clothes on, I went out on an exploring expedition to find out about it.

It seems that on the first day after the goods were distributed one of the chiefs attempted to dress himself in a shirt.

He didn't exactly understand it, and he pushed his legs through the arms and gathered the tail up around his waist.

He couldn't make it stay up, however, and they say he went around inquiring in his native tongue what kind of an idiot it was that constructed a garment that wouldn't hang on, and swearing some of the most awful heathen oaths.

At last he let it drag, and that night he got his legs tangled in it somehow and fell over a precipice and was killed.
"Another chief who got one on properly went paddling around in the dark, and the people, imagining that he was a ghost, sacrificed four babies to keep off the evil spirit.
[Illustration: THE HEATHEN CLOTHE THEMSELVES] "And then, you know, those trousers you sent out?
Well, they fitted one pair on an idol, and then they stuffed most of the rest with leaves and set them up as kind of new-fangled idols and began to worship them.